Painful cries being heard every day
Yet no helping hands are there for them
Skies are filled with shadows of gray
Outside help doesn’t come because it’s not where they’re from
Bodies of women are being torn apart
Hearts and souls left to die
This has been happening from the start
Abused body and a black eye
Cries of children that witness these crimes
They’re being scarred since year one
Have watched this happen millions of times
Being forced to run around with a gun
When the Taliban was gone they gained some hope
But promises are meant to be broken
Their mentalities went down the slope
Millions of horrors left unspoken
When they thought it got better it just got worse
Bags of promises filled with air
Women left with the silent curse
No answers came for her prayer
Painful cries fill the air
Women have no answer, except to take the violent affair
Children left to no ones care
But as they say, life isn’t fair
My favorite aspect of this poem was definitely the rhyme game you have going. It actually flows very smoothly in my head and doesn't take away from the meaning, so it contributes to the flow of the poem. My favorite line would probably be the last one, "But as they say, life isn't fair."
ReplyDeleteI like how powerful your final stanza is, and how it uses rhyme to its advantage. I also like how this poem has a distinct tone that highlights a prevalent issue in society.
ReplyDeleteI really liked your poem because you got your message across without condemning anyone. My favorite part of the poem is the last line because it really wraps everything up. I also liked how this poem connects to the things you learned in some of the research projects over the year.
ReplyDeleteI like the way your poem sounds, it sounds really mysterious and I also like the way your poem ended it sounded really nice and sincere.
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